_____ was simply haawwwtttt! black pants and simple red shirt;
cair banget gue. hehs.x)

anyway, that's besides the point. ndp celebration at tpjc was definitely different as compared to the ones i'd attended back in prcs. firstly, there's the parade(which consisted of only the flag contingent and band members). it was pretty okay, not too bad i guess. but the way the two girl guides dressed actually made me furious. sloppy gilurr ahhs. i can find numerous faults with the way they wore their uniform and i don't think i'd be able to end by tonight(okay, that's exaggerating it a little, but i guess you get my drift.) wth. memalukan laa, i tell you.

then there was the station thingy. i was in-charge of station 2 with a couple of other council loves; melody, astrid, chee keen, alwyn, zizie, sean foo, sean ang. it was pretty screwed up laa. and to have the `cher in-charge being so pessimistic didn't help - at all. but then, i guess we pulled through. and emcee-ing is sure a tough job. half the time, you realise that you've lost the crowd. oh wells. and some schtooopid moronic guys thought it would be fun to throw a bomb pack at us people. let me tell you this: you cost heron their points. you handicapped your own house. oh wells. whattodo. i guess sometimes, people tend to act before they think. and that was such a situation. can't blame them. half the population of boys in tpjc are yet to mature. still acting like 7&8year olds instead of 17&18.

the mass singing was okay, i guess. alot of laughter and participation from the crowd. and oh! the mike broke(as in, the wire was separated from the mike) when the group of notorious guys decided to rush on stage to get their "few seconds of fame". wth. as mentioned earlier, you can't blame them chilidish morons. hoho.

econs lecture was pure merepek-ness. half my time was spent sharing my childhood rendezvous with dearest mazni. she was amused by the stuff that i told her. hahahahaha. come to think of it, it was pretty naughty what i did when young. but funny too. hehs.=D